A Georgia State Trooper pulled a car over on I-95 about 2 miles south of
the Georgia/South Carolina state line.

When the Trooper asked the driver why he was speeding, the driver answered
that he was a magician and a juggler and he was on his way to Savannah to
do a show that night at the Shrine Circus and didn't want to be late.

The Trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling, and if the
driver would do a little juggling for him then he wouldn't give him a
ticket. The driver told the Trooper that he had sent all of his equipment on
ahead and didn't have anything to juggle.

The Trooper told him that he had some flares in the trunk of his patrol
car and asked if he could juggle them. The juggler stated that he could, so
the Trooper got three flares, lit them and handed them to the juggler.

While the man was doing his juggling act, a car pulled in behind the patrol
car. A drunk, good old boy, from *.C., got out and watched the performance
briefly. He then went over to the patrol car, opened the rear door and
got in.

The Trooper observed him doing this and went over to the patrol car,
opened the door and asked the drunk what he thought he was doing.

The drunk replied, "You might as well take my *** to jail right now, cause
there ain't no way in hell I can pass that test."